News Agency, a poem by Peter Cowlam at Spillwords.com

News Agency

News Agency

written by: Peter Cowlam

 

Reports of a fracture come I know
as more in those endless variants
from a new schismatic group,
whose island is mid-estuary.

What they map, they say, is the ‘mental
meteorology’, the state of physical or tensile
us, who as time ticks on are in the qualms
of our own upsetting. It’s true they can,
through the fibreoptic nerve of news,
within nanoseconds have us all worrying,
and worrying.

They don’t care for my polemic (all my neat
arguments ranged against them),
my fullest dialectic, as that absorbs
political fire, political lacerations. Away,
I say, these who sully our centuries
(for let us begin our life of integrity): away!

I know, I know, I know
I can’t quash this social pestilence.
I just know.

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